Silver-haired and curly-haired ghost-fearing daily life

The growth of a conjurer is not a straight line like a proportional function——

Especially for a genius like Gojo Satoru.After awakening and reversing the spell, his understanding of the spell is almost perfect and he keeps improving.

Even if he was fooling around and excluding sweets from the automatic defense objects like starting a joke, he was able to screen all kinds of items that came in after a week.

There is no doubt that he is already on the road to the strongest.

Before he became the strongest——

The thought of "I don't want to be overtaken by him too far" at this moment, when everyone sees him, will be more or less disturbed by their own competitiveness and self-esteem.

Anxiety stirred in Xia You's heart.

He spent more time exorcising the curse and absorbing more curse spirits—but these accumulated quantitative changes are far behind Wutiao Wu's daily qualitative changes.

Before you know it, the busiest summer of the year for conjurers is almost over.

He vaguely sensed the distance between humans and Gojo Satoru.

...I can't catch up with him anymore.

"Catch him? Who? Why?"

Yinshi was flipping through Jump, halfway through the flip, he heard the person who came to visit him sitting on the side talking, and then disappeared halfway through.

"Young man, why worry about being young, isn't it just right to enjoy youth..." He muttered, and looked up at Jie: "By the way, your complexion has not been very good recently... Are you constipated? Or diarrhea?"

Jie: "...Get lost."

At any rate, that fellow Wu would only ask if he had eaten too much cold noodles!Who is this!

Yin Shi: "Please... I'm a wounded patient, how do you treat patients like this? After all, who is the patient with your stinky face—I am me, I am I, I should take this back—"

Jie smiled and took back the newly absorbed spell.The sticky, wet smell that slid across my throat seemed to be still surging.

"..."

But his smile didn't slacken at all, as if he just made a bland joke.

"The wounded and sick should just stay there and don't move, or call Nitro to come and treat you."

Yinshi lazily said: "I have been treated... I was lucky once, it is an unrecorded special grade. I was shocked..."

Xia You: "Of course——" Unrecorded special grades are especially troublesome, without information, and for battles that pay attention to the compatibility of spells, they are almost close to death.

"...I didn't expect the eyes to grow in 〇〇, so don't you want to look at yourself 〇〇 every day..."

Xia You: "... Are you surprised by this?"

——This guy is hopeless...

He looked at the man who was wearing a bandage and still had a dark spell imprint on his body, and the fire burned up immediately.

"...Do you just like to enjoy the sense of accomplishment of protecting human beings so much? Because you are strong, you can do whatever you want? Even if you are self-willed to death, it doesn't matter?"

Yin Shi looked confused: "...huh?"

Xia You gritted her teeth and said with patience, "...it's nothing."

He squinted his eyes, rubbed his head, changed the subject and said, "... probably caught a cold."

Yinshi: "...Hello, Jie."

Xia You regained consciousness and saw a vase flying in front of him, he raised his hand to catch it, "Why are you crazy!"

Yinshi stared at him, and said slowly: "It has nothing to do with what you just said... There is something about to fall in front of you, do you need a reason to reach out and catch it?"

Xia You slowly put the vase on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, showing a qualified smile: "...that's you, bastard."

He turned his head and waved his hands, and said flatly: "I'm going first, I hope you stay on the bed for a while, and it's best not to get up forever."

There was a loud slam of the door.The windows shook several times.

Yinshi took a deep breath, lay down and opened the jump again.Not knowing what was drawn on this page, he stared at it for ten minutes without turning to the next page.